Beyond The Rocks. Glyn Elinor

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      "You have been exceedingly mean," he whispered. "What are you going to do for me to make up for it?"

      The widow had a very soft spot in her heart for "Ce beau Bracondale," as she called him, and when he pleaded like that she found him hard to resist.

      "Come and see me to-morrow at twelve, and we will talk about it," she said.

      "To-morrow!" exclaimed Lord Bracondale; "but I want to talk to her to-night!"

      "Get rid of your party, then, and join us for coffee," and the widow smiled archly as she passed on.

      Theodora bowed with grave sweetness as she also went by, and most of the others greeted Hector, while one woman stopped and told him she was going to have an automobile party in a day or two, and she hoped he would come.

      When they had all gone on Mrs. Ellerwood said:

      "I wonder why Americans are so much smarter than we poor English? I can't bear them as a nation though, can you?"

      "Yes," said Lord Bracondale. "I think the best friends I have in the world are American. The women particularly are perfectly charming. You feel all the time you are playing a game with really experienced adversaries, and it makes it interesting. They are full of resource, and you know underneath you could never break their hearts. I am not sure if they have any in their own country, but if so they turn into the most wonderful and exquisite bits of mechanism when they come to Europe."

      "And you admire that."

      "Certainly—hearts are a great bore."

      "You were always a cynic, Hector; that is perhaps what makes you so attractive."

      "Am I attractive?"

      "I can't judge," said Mrs. Ellerwood, nettled for a moment. "I have known you too long, but I hear other women saying so."

      "That is comforting, at all events," said Lord Bracondale. "I always have adored women."

      "No, you never have, that is just it. You have let them adore you, and utterly spoil you; so now sometimes, Hector, you are insupportable."

      "You just said I was attractive."

      "I shall not argue further with you," said Mrs. Ellerwood, pettishly.

      "And I think we ought to be saying good-night, Hector," interrupted the silent Jack. "We are making an early start for Fontainebleau to-morrow, and Monica likes any amount of sleep."

      This did not suit Mrs. Ellerwood at all; but if Jack spoke seldom he spoke to some purpose when he did, and she knew there was no use arguing.

      So with a heart full of ungratified curiosity, she at last allowed herself to be packed into Hector's automobile and driven away.

      "Of course he'll go and join that other party now, Jack! What did you make me come away for, you tiresome thing!" she said to her husband.

      "He has done me many a turn in the past," said Jack, laconically.

      "Then you think—?"

      But Jack refused to think.

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